But he ignored it.
He only knew that the demon concubine could not be given away.
But how to refuse?
Regarding the rest of Feng Runsheng's life, the Feng family will definitely seize the life-saving straw of the demon concubine.
While He Lanyin was thinking about it, he looked at Feng Queyi and asked with a smile: "Master Feng, what do you think?"
Fengqueyi was good at medicine, proficient in divination, celestial beings, and the art of war. He was extremely knowledgeable. He was Helan Yin's think tank on his way to power. After he ascended the throne, he was awarded the title of National Master.
He lived up to his reputation as a national master and quickly relieved He Lanyin's worries: "Your Majesty, what does the princess think of this matter?"
Princess He Lanhui of Hui'an fell in love with Feng Runsheng. The two were similar in age, and the two families were related to each other.
He Lanhui is not present now.
He Lanyin's mother, or should I say the Queen Mother, was in poor health and was taken care of by He Lanhui at the rear. She had not yet arrived in Kyoto.
"You're talking about Hui'an, that's right. Her young girl Huaichun has her heart set on Runsheng. If she knew there was a woman beside him, she would definitely be sad."
He Lanyin said this, and then changed her tone: "That's all, Mrs. Jingguo, just wait a minute. You still need to tell Hui'an about this matter to let her know the pros and cons, so as not to cause a rift between the two and hurt their feelings. As for I am also worried about Runsheng's heart disease, but he is still young, and I also believe that Master Feng will have a good plan. Master Feng, what do you think?"
What can Fengqueyi say?
He didn't want the emperor to give the demon concubine to Feng Runsheng, so he naturally said: "Your Majesty is wise. I will do my best to eliminate Feng Xiaohou's heartache."
He Lanyin nodded, with a look of satisfaction on his face, and then looked at Feng Qiuhua, waiting for her answer.
Feng Qiuhua was very smart. He had already seen that the emperor didn't want to give anyone to him, so he couldn't say much and could only think of a solution in private.
At least it was impossible for the emperor to have any idea of the demon concubine.
Now as long as the younger brother acts faster and tests the demon concubine a few times earlier, as a man, once he gets it, he will discard it like worn shoes. Then, she will still have a chance to kill the demon concubine.
"Thank you, Your Majesty. Thank you, Imperial Master."
Feng Qiuhua gave in with a smile.
The celebration banquet continues.
Silk and bamboo singing and dancing continued.
Everything has nothing to do with Sanning.
Sang Ning snuggled into Feng Runsheng's arms and was carried back to Huayang Palace and placed on the soft couch.
It was only when she lay down on the soft couch that she felt alive and in a better mood.
"Feng Runsheng, you are a good person."
She tugged on his sleeve and said demagogic words: "I can see that you are much better than those sanctimonious men. You are simple, kind, lovely, passionate, brave, and a very good person."
No one likes to be praised.
Feng Runsheng felt like he was so praised by her that his heart was bubbling.
However, the next moment, she looked at him eagerly and said: "So, good man, can you kill me?"
When asking, she grabbed his big hand and put it on her neck: "As long as I twist it lightly, I will die. Don't worry, I won't hate you, and I will pray for you. Well, I pray for you." May you live a long life and have prosperous descendants.”
Although he died in battle in the novel after he reconciled with He Lanhui, the only thing she could do was pray for blessings as a sick person.
Little did he know that Zisun Wangsheng's words hurt Feng Runsheng.
Feng Runsheng was angry and resentful when he saw that she had hurt him so miserably and was unrepentant. She still only wanted to die. Are you going to die? Huh? Once you die, you will be liberated and clean. What should I do? Don’t even think about it!"
He retracted his hand with a bit of force, almost throwing her onto the soft couch.
Sang Ning followed his strength and lay down. Fortunately, the soft mattress did not knock her, but it was not comfortable, or in other words, her body had never been comfortable. Seeing that he refused, He killed himself, felt unhappy, and immediately turned his back: "Idiot! Idiot! Listen to what you say, a proper love brain! Do you know how scary the love brain is? Let me tell you, the love brain will dig wild vegetables in the future!"
"What?"
Feng Runsheng became more and more confused when he heard the following: "Do you want to eat wild vegetables?"
Can't communicate at all.
Sang Ning was very depressed, and his mood got even worse. He lay down on the soft couch, waved his hand and said, "Play the piano to the cow. Get out of here."
Too lazy to talk to him.
Even if he just saved himself.
When Feng Runsheng saw that she told him to get out, he was praising him as a good person just a moment ago. What a liar! White-eyed wolf!
But she was so angry that she lost all reason and simply pounced on her, kissed her face and bit her neck.
He needs White Eyed Wolf to save him.
Baiyanlang applied Fengqueyi's medicine last night. In just one day, no bruises were gone on his body. His skin was as white as a shelled egg, could be broken by a blow, and was attractively tight.
He instantly turned into a beast.
Faced with the "bullying" of the beast, Sang Ning directly pulled his hair. Unfortunately, she was not strong enough and could not move it at all.
The young man buried his chest, panting heavily, his face turned red, and he was sweating heavily. He was very greedy.
Sanning felt that he was a dog, a little teddy, who could be dominated by his lower body at any time. He was disgusted and spoiled at the same time. The original owner had a sick body. To her, who was cold and world-weary, he was just a beauty with withered bones, and there was really no need to struggle.
She didn't want to struggle anymore, because with the young man's kiss, a slight tingling feeling came out of her body, like a slight electric current exploding on her skin and flowing throughout her body. This feeling was very novel, something she had never experienced before, and it temporarily suppressed the pain of illness.
It turns out that things between men and women can divert attention?
She felt like a new world had opened up to her.
But she felt very good, but Feng Runsheng felt very bad. His body did react, but it hurt. The bloody scene of circumcision flashed through his mind, leaving him overwhelmed with pain.
What should he do?
Tearing everything out of her, using her blood, tears, and pain to heal his shadow?
"Snapped!"
Sang Ning shattered his evil fantasies with a slap.
Feng Runsheng covered half of his face and shouted angrily: "What are you doing? Why are you hitting me?"
What man can be beaten repeatedly? Or get slapped in the face? He felt that his dignity as a man was shattered into pieces in front of her.
I really want to strangle her to death!
Did she do it on purpose? Want to die?
calm! calm!
He told himself that he still needed her for his illness.
Sanning didn't have those fancy thoughts, and the reason for hitting him was very simple: "Get out of here, you are very heavy."
At first, she could still enjoy it a little. The young man licked her like a puppy and felt very comfortable. Later, his whole body pressed down and he was as heavy as a mountain, especially his chest, which was as heavy as steel and iron bones. Anyway, she felt uncomfortable.
If she doesn't feel comfortable, then she can't even think about feeling comfortable.
"Are you a pig? So heavy? You could crush someone to death!"
She thought he was not tall, but in fact compared to He Lanyin, who was 1.9 meters tall, Feng Queyi, who was 1.86 meters tall, Feng Runsheng, who was less than 1.8 meters tall, was indeed shorter, but he was only sixteen years old, so he was quite tall. He looks thin in stature, but he throws his life and blood on the battlefield. How could he be a weakling? He looks thin when dressed, but muscular when undressed. His muscle density is very high, so he is naturally very heavy.
"Sang Ning, please speak up."
Feng Runsheng frowned when he heard her disgust. He held the soft body with both hands and stayed away from her body. He tried not to press her, but he was not willing to get off her body. Her body smells good, and just smelling it makes her restless and aching body feel better.
But the posture is very ambiguous.
His breathing was heavy and sprayed on her face, making her feel hot and itchy.
His heartbeat was beating so fast that her ears hurt.
She felt uncomfortable all over, and her bad temper came at every turn: "Feng Runsheng, get away from me!"
"don't want."
Feng Runsheng refused, holding her decisively and turning her over so that she was pressing him.
